Political Iodine.

Open arms embrace the emotion of terror.

Feeble minds are unaware.

Tonight is golden.

Endure through pain to help us live.

No where is safe, we cannot hide.

Waiting until dawn keeps me impatient.

Enter past the gates of salvation.

Filled to the brim with remorse.

After all is lost, achievement is deceased.

Last days of joy leaves me meandering through existence.

Let our fears be our guide.